Vermilion Heart
Hi everyone!!! Sorry I haven't been on Fanfiction for a long time, but my family has been dealing with crisis after crisis. Coping with my own health scares (my heart disease got out of control again) and we were thrown out on the streets just because my mom refused to pay the amount my landlord wanted (even though he signed a contract that stipulated a lower price).
Anyway, I'm not dead and yes I plan on continuing AFOMFT it's just that I want to publish these stories that I wrote down in my little black notebook before doing it. Anyhow, this is a pairing between Zero and Aidou (my favorite and second favorite character). I thought up this story after seeing that this couple doesn't get a lot of love on the site (don't get me wrong I heart Kaname & Zero pairing it's just that I want to see something different).
This story starts off kind of lighthearted, but as time goes on it gets more serious. Anyway, enough of my rambling, on to the story!
Scandalous Secret
Aidou sat in his and Kain's dorm room on his large bed, listening to his kinsman shuffling around in their bathroom, before hearing the water start. Good, Kain had stared his shower. He smiled and leaned over, opening the drawer to his night table. He produced a leather-bound book from its confines, running slender fingers over the golden script embellishing its cover. Hanabusa's Thoughts. This was his journal. His mother had given it to him, figuring that he needed to write down his inner ramblings (versus telling her because he tended to talk incessantly when he was a child). He leafed through the crisp papers, stopping at a certain entry.
5th of July,
Dear diary,
I think Akatsuki really liked the squirrel I caught for him. He hugged me and shared it with me.
He smiled nostalgically remembering that day rather vividly. Okay, he had to write this quickly before Kain finished showering; he didn't want his cousin teasing him. He clicked the top of his ink pen and turned to one of the blank pages near the back of the book.
January 12
Dear diary… He stopped and thought about the sound of those two words. They sounded so… girly. He erased the phrase and began to write again.
Dear journal,
I am aware that I have not written an entry since was barely in the cusp of my teenage years and for that I am sorry.
Here he stopped and thought for a moment. Whom was he apologizing to? His journal was just a book, an object. He shrugged dismissively. Well, it had been his closest confidant when he was a child. Satisfied with his barely-there answer he sighed and resumed writing.
I haven't written anything in years because I've been busy attending Cross Academy and serving as Kaname-sama's right hand.
He exhaled deeply at the thought of his pureblood class president.
However, the reason I decided to start cataloguing my thoughts again because I have a most troublesome problem… You see journal I have a secret. I have a secret so scandalous, so criminal that I fear divulging it to any living soul will upend the fabric of time itself… This secret, although wrong on so many levels was, as I look back on it now, an inevitability.
I should have realized the symptoms journal, but I ignored them, shrugged them off as a passing phase (which I have many of to which Akatsuki will gladly testify). Now, I fear I have allowed it to mature for far too long. But I guess-- I suppose I should not be surprised about how I feel, considering how starved I've been for Kaname-sama's affection. Although, what I feel is real and no journal I am not transferring my feelings onto another person because I can't have another. No, what I feel is genuine. How do I know? I've been feeling this way for a while, after coming to an epiphany in my astrophysics class. Hmm. I wonder if he ever gets tired of me daydreaming in his class. He shouldn't be so freaking boring… Sorry, I'm rambling again.
Where was I?
He thought for a moment.
Ah yes. Anyway, I shall not try to dress my secret up in fancy words to disguise the gravity of the situation. Because, it is a problem that I did not foresee, nor expect. So here it is journal, the secret that could overturn my entire world:
He took in a deep breath.
I, Hanabusa Aidou, genius and beloved son and cousin, am irrevocably and incorrigibly enamored with Zero Kiryuu.
He stared down at the written confession, reflexively looking over his shoulder as if expecting the wall behind him to transform into a black hole and swallow him. It was impossible, but anything could happen (he was crushing on Zero after all.)
"What are you writing?"
He jerked in alarm. When had Akatsuki entered the room? He usually told his cousin everything, but this was a secret he had to keep for himself. "Nothing!" He slammed his journal closed and, trying not to look nervous, placed it under his pillow. "Goodnight!" He sent his cousin a wide grin and burrowed to the center of his cocooning himself in layers of bed covers.
A.N.: And that's the end of chapter 1. It gets longer, but not by much. Like I said it begins to get more serious down the line. Anyway R&R please.
TTYL ^.^